The clock completed a complete circle and here I was at Mussorie yet again in December. Travelling during the ‘low season’ or as its called by many as ‘the off-season’ has its own perks - less crowd, more scenic beauty to soak in, chilly winter breeze (acting as a brain freezer) and an occasion to give light to the woollens which otherwise forever remain in the closets!
So, we were all set to get Michelle (hope you remember her!) rolling on the streets.
The hill drive to Mussorie from Dehradun is extremely short in terms of distance however it has some magnificent views to offer. So, if you are a photography fanatic (clicking 500 odd pictures in a span of 4 days) like me, then ensure you have your eyes on the side bays to stop and capture the beauty all around this place.
Just when we thought we needed a quick break during our drive, we saw this small roadside joint called ‘Negi Maggi Point’. And I mention his name vividly because it wasn’t about the Maggi or the Chai, it was the simplicity and humility portrayed by him which will be cherished for a lifetime. On a foodie note, the Maggi was yummiliciously tasty and the Cutting Chai was refreshing to the core.